I must admit, this was one of the more fun shows I've been to in DC because unlike some of the others, the crowd last night actually danced and seemed to -- wait for it -- enjoy themselves! Even the white kids danced and we all know white people like standing still at concerts, so this was pretty monumental, epic even, especially for DC. Of course, most of these white kids didn't dance so well, but hey, beggars can't be choosers in hell, so I'll take what I can get here.
And I'd be remiss not to mention Busdriver and El-P, who both took the stage before Dizzee. I only caught the last few minutes of Busdriver's set, but that man has some serious skills. Like, he raps like an auctioneer -- in a good way. El-P's set was also pretty incredible. He brought a lot of friends on stage, including DJ Mr. Dibbs, who somehow made a plastic doll head into some sort of magical musical instrument. Dibbs' ridiculous interlude actually may have been the final push I needed to finally become my imaginary alter ego, DJ Robot Stairmaster -- it will happen. Or maybe I'll go with DJ Sweatervest, since that's how I've been rolling these days. In fact, I donned some sleeveless sweater couture last night, and what would a week be at The Anti DC be without some Friday outfit amour-propre?
I'll see fluorescent lights in hell for washing out this color combo. Actually, wait, I'll take that back as they also seem to wash out the dark circles under my insomniac eyes. Fresh!
Anyway, just to give you the full scoop (because, um, you care, right?) -- what is pictured above are a pair of skinny black Ben Sherman pants and a wonderfully sunny orange tank layered under a Theory sleeveless cashmere-blend sweater (bought at a steep discount at the Theory outlet in Leesburg). Not pictured is the footwear, a pair of brown Steven Intyce boots, which I wore as part of a lovely ensemble of weeks past. I then proceeded to ruin them on my walk home yesterday in 20 minutes of torrential downpours and thunderstorms. However, it was worth it as I haven't played in that many puddles since I was around seven years old. And now I probably have pneumonia. Again, worth it -- I love the elements.